Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

Wang Hao thought about it, and quickly stepped forward.

After digging for a while, he saw a pale face emerge, and he stared at it, it was Fang Xian who was still complacent just now.

It's just that at this moment, his face is pale, his eyes are erratic, and his lips are also dark purple. Just looking at this virtue, I'm afraid as long as you leave it alone...

After a few more minutes, you should be almost dead.

Wang Hao didn't have the slightest sympathy for this cultivator who wanted to kill, and naturally he didn't care.

He dug a hole in the soil and searched Fang Xian's clothes in twos and threes, but was surprised that this guy was unexpectedly rich!

There is no need to mention a small bag of broken silver. He has a thin book in the front of his shirt.

Thinking of the name of this sect of Fushengling, there must be some connection between the two.

"It should be the secret of the inner door like the method of returning the yang heart..."

Wang Hao was a little overjoyed, this kind of book is usually invisible, but now it's all down to luck.

He put this thing close to his body, and with another touch, he actually took out a small bundle of flying knives!

This thing is not light, but it is as thin as a cicada's wings, and its whole body is as long as a finger. Wang Hao tried to pull out a handful, but with a light rub, the corner of his clothes was cut into two pieces.

So sharp!

Wang Hao's eyes were half-squinted, and he was even more afraid at this moment.

Being able to carry this thing on his body shows that this guy has some hidden weapons.

And this kind of method is hard to resist, let alone a person like Wang Hao who has no experience in confrontation?

If it weren't for the fact that this side was not afraid, thinking about two people hitting one person, they wouldn't overturn the car... I'm afraid that the one who is lying on the ground now is Wang Hao!

"so far so good…"

Wang Hao sucked in the cold air and carefully put this thing away.

At this time, there were some footsteps in the distance. Someone must have realized that something was wrong and wanted to come to see the situation.

Hearing this movement, Wang Hao knew that time was running out, and immediately accelerated his actions.

"It can't be dragged on any longer. There are several outer disciples descending from the top of Fusheng Ridge. By then, there will be more than a dozen, and the variables will be too large."

Although those people are all laymen, they do not rule out the possibility of a qi cultivator suddenly jumping out.

Unfamiliar with life, you should be careful.

After fumbling around again, after confirming that there was no other omission, Wang Hao quickly got up. His eyes were firm, and he landed on the already groggy face of Fang Xian—

Now, there is one thing left that has not been taken away.

Red moth larvae between eyebrows.

This thing is a rare resource for Wang Hao, and naturally he will not let it go.

But when Wang Hao stretched out his hand, his movements suddenly stagnated for a moment.

[Fushengling Inner Sect disciple (parasitic) - suspended animation]

[The monk parasitized by the red moth larvae, as a substitute for the root bone, the position of the red moth larvae's sea of ​​​​knowledge, thus achieving the position between the eyebrows of the qi refining cultivator - the red moth occupied by the red moth is the sea of ​​consciousness. Even if its head is cut off, the host can still survive for a week with the larvae's self-contained circulatory system]

[After entering the state of suspended animation, the host will fall into a state of low consumption, similar to hibernation. After feeling that the 'Qi Refining Source' is being targeted, he will choose to suddenly explode, and then give the final blow]

This piece of information that suddenly appeared is exactly what made Wang Hao hesitate. He paid attention to this state of suspended animation, and the description in it was even more surprising.

"Can you live for a week with only one head left?"

Is it because the red moth was parasitic between the eyebrows? Wang Hao cast a thoughtful glance and swallowed.

Fang Xian can enter a state of suspended animation, how could Zhang Lian not be? It seems that half of his head should have been blown off, and this red moth was also affected.

There is no doubt that this is a completely different system from the Demon Fly of the Returning Yang Sect.

This thing called a red moth can actually have such an evil nature, and it directly transforms a person into a snake-like appearance. His behavior like a cold-blooded animal made Wang Hao frown.

If there is no information source, I am afraid that the time will be overcast, and I will not know how to die!

After thinking about it, Wang Hao immediately made a decision.

I saw that he first took a few steps back and picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground. This thing should be used to fill in the gaps when building walls. It is round and strong, and it also has some weight.

After weighing it several times, Wang Hao threw it violently.

With a puff, the stone swirled and rushed in front of Fang Xian in the blink of an eye. And at the moment when Wang Hao thought he was going to hit...

Fang Xian's expression suddenly changed!

His eyes widened suddenly, his mouth held up high, and he actually bit the stone at a speed like a late mover.

There was a sour, brittle sound, and Fang Xian's teeth were all broken into pieces and splashed all over the floor.

Fang Xian didn't seem to have any intention of keeping his hands. He bit the ground so hard that he pressed his gums against the stone and embedded it deeply.

A pair of white and black eyes stared straight ahead, ignoring the blood overflowing from his mouth, which had already dyed the mound in front of him bright red.

He is like an inorganic substance, without the slightest bit of anger. Looking from a distance, it will only give people a shuddering feeling.

Rather, compared to people...

At this moment, Fang Xian is more like an emotionless arthropod.

Wang Hao was watching from the sidelines. At this moment, he only felt a cold air rushing toward the sky.

But despite being a little scared, under the prompt of the information content, UU read www. uukanshu.com Wang Hao also knows that this guy has completely disappeared.

Immediately walked forward quickly.

Wang Hao wanted to take out the red moth larvae by pressing Kai Fangxian's forehead directly. But at this moment, he suddenly had an idea.

The state of suspended animation shows that Fang Xian is not completely dead, even if it has become like this now...

He can still be considered alive!

"Perhaps...you can give it a try."

After a brief hesitation, Wang Hao turned his hands around, and then chose to extend left and right to hold Fang Xian's chin.

The palm of the hand runs along the chin until it is close to the position behind the ear.

Starting with the cold touch like steel, Wang Hao realized that Fang obviously no longer had the warmth of a living person.

Don't think about it any more, after condensing his anger slightly, Wang Hao became more energetic...

First, he slammed it upwards, and after hearing the crisp sound of bone cracks, he slammed it backwards!

How confident are people who refine qi? Even a raw cow can give the force to get down, and at this moment, it can be used as much as possible.

Hearing a crackling sound, Wang Hao fell backwards. At the same time, he had a cold head in his hand.

Once he succeeded, Wang Hao no longer hesitated. He turned around and ran out into the distance without looking back.

About a minute later, several figures arrived late.

Judging by their clothes, they were the outer disciples of Fushengling.

These disciples saw Zhang Lian who had lost half of his head, and then, with the help of his clothes, they identified Fang Xian who had lost his entire head.

Several outer disciples of Fushengling were immediately frightened.

And as the murderer, Wang Hao...

At this time, he had already run away without even leaving a shadow.